Chapter 270: A Special Woman

The only survivor left alive, although his skin had darkened somewhat, still looked somewhat handsome, with a hint of sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

He resented his current situation, his expression fierce and terrifying; even though his face alternated between pale and flushed from pain, he struggled to get up again to stab Chen Luozi.

Faced with his uncooperative demeanor, Chen Luozi without hesitation drove a knife through his palm, pinning this handsome young captive to the ground.

"Answer whatever I ask! Otherwise, I'll make you wish for death but unable to die, seek life but unable to live!" Chen Luozi leaned over, slowly turning the knife in his right hand, his eyes gloomy and cruel.

Hmm……

The handsome young captive clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans seeping out.

He looked in great pain, yet his endurance was astonishing.

"Who are you?" Chen Luozi asked again.

"If you have the guts, kill me, kill me!" the captive shouted at the top of his lungs.

Chen Luozi sneered, "Killing you is simple, but I won't let you die so easily. Using that to threaten me—are you brain‑damaged? Answer my question."

Chen Wuji walked out of the woods.

He did not go to watch Chen Luozi's interrogation, but sat down by the fire and picked up a fish standing upright beside the fire, roasting.

The fish, with no seasoning, had an overpowering fishy smell.

But Chen Wuji took a bite; the taste was not bad, quite fresh.

"Were you kidnapped?" Chen Wuji handed the fish to the woman standing helplessly to one side.

The two women were both about twenty‑one or twenty‑two years old; one had a heroic bearing in her looks, the other a sweet appearance, and she was timid and obedient.

They wore only a long dress covered in patches, with nothing underneath.

Although they had now tidied their clothing.

But earlier, Chen Wuji had gotten an eyeful.

The woman with heroic bearing between her eyebrows, though young, already possessed an airfield; if anyone married her as a wife, her husband and children would likely suffer greatly, at most being able to play with a mole.

The other woman, with lips slightly upturned and looking easy to kiss, was exactly the opposite: her appearance was bountiful, earth‑shattering, so huge that one hand could not grasp her.

Together, the two women resembled a fat‑and‑thin monk duo.

The heroic‑looking woman, who grew more pleasing to the eye the longer one looked, reached out and took the fish Chen Wuji had handed over, saying, "We were kidnapped; we are the Xishan Villagers of this nearby area, thank you, sir, for your righteous assistance."

Chen Wuji smiled faintly and nodded, "No problem, just a trifle, a mere gesture."

In Xishan Village he had never seen someone like this.

This woman is truly clever; she actually mentioned his Old Nest as soon as she spoke.

However, Chen Wuji did not immediately expose her; instead he handed another fish to the other woman and then asked, "Do you know who they are?"

The heroic woman shook her head. "We don't know; we've only been kidnapped by them for three days, and they never told us those things, merely letting us… constantly serve them. They are likely the local mountain bandits; from what I overheard in their talk, there should be an Old Stronghold nearby."

"Where were you kidnapped by them?" Chen Wuji asked casually.

The heroic woman hesitated. "Right in the woods; I came out with my sister‑in‑law to pick wild vegetables, met them in the woods, and from here heading east it's about a hundred‑odd li. I don't know exactly which mountain; in my memory those mountains seem to have no names."

"That's normal; in the Shenxianling Mountain Range only a few peaks have proper names, people usually just refer to them by direction, like West Mountain, North Mountain, and so on." Chen Wuji said, "Do you have family?"

"Yes."

"Alright, I have an acquaintance in Xishan Village; after the meal I'll take you there."

The heroic woman suddenly grew nervous, she fidgeted and looked at Chen Wuji, then whispered, "Big brother, can we… follow you?"

Chen Wuji chuckled, "Why would you want to follow me?"

"We have been defiled and truly have no face to return to our husbands' homes; if our husbands' families learn what we have endured these past days, they will surely beat us to death, and we do not wish to die." The heroic woman's face was full of sorrow, her words pitiful.

Chen Wuji poked the fire with his horizontal blade, his tone mocking, "On what grounds do you think I won't despise you?"

"No, no, no, big brother, you've misunderstood." The heroic woman hurriedly said, "I mean I beg you to take us home and let us become maids who sweep and cook; we certainly have no other improper thoughts."

Chen Wuji nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly looked up and asked, "This request is indeed modest, and I'm quite willing to help. But I worry that if I bring the two of you home, you won't be grateful; instead you'll try every means to kill me. What do you suggest we do?"

The heroic woman's expression tightened. "Big brother, what are you saying? I… I don't understand."

Chen Wuji suddenly raised his hand; the horizontal blade dropped a shower of sparks onto the woman's neck, "Best not to play tricks with me—life is only one; say what can be said, refrain from what cannot, think it over before speaking."

At first, he truly believed these two women had been kidnapped.

Only when he had just stepped out of the woods did he see the two women secretly pull out daggers and hide them in their sleeves, realizing he might have misjudged the situation.

How could two kidnapped women possibly have daggers?

They wore only a single dress, empty inside, yet they could produce a dagger from within; as long as those six men weren't blind, they would surely notice the dagger.

The only place they could hide a dagger was a pocket inside the dress.

There was nowhere else they could conceal it.

However, at that time Chen Wuji merely had a seventy‑to‑eighty percent suspicion, not yet fully certain.

But just now, this woman said they were Xishan Villagers.

Chen Wuji's suspicion was instantly confirmed.

Why would the captive woman conceal her origin?

Concealment implies……other motives.

"Big brother, don't… I I I… I'm scared." The heroic woman said tremblingly.

It must be said, her reactions were very vivid.

She resembled a helpless, pitiful weak woman.

"You still have one chance to speak; choose your words carefully, otherwise your pretty but wanton head that makes people nauseous will fall off at once." Chen Wuji said coldly.

He now suspected this woman was the leader of the group.

Even if not, she certainly held a pivotal position among them.

"Big brother, I…" The heroic woman seemed to want to struggle a bit, but ultimately she didn't dare gamble; after much hesitation she shifted her tone and said, "I want to discuss a deal with you, big brother."

"Doing business, huh—I like that; lay it out for me." Chen Wuji curled the corner of his mouth.

Not talking about anything else, I actually first want to discuss a deal with her.

It really makes one somewhat curious.